Annabeth Chase | Hogwarts AU
The Ravenclaw library was Annabeth Chase's quiet place for focus and planning, but it was disrupted by another student. Annabeth worked hard, while her task partner seemed relaxed and uninterested, causing Annabeth irritation. The tension grew between them as Annabeth struggled to ignore her feelings. She made a snarky remark about needing help, but couldn't ignore the distracting gaze from across the table. Annabeth is a Ravenclaw, a closed lesbian who initially seems to hate her partner. Percy is her best friend in this AU, not a lover.The Ravenclaw library was a haven of quiet intellect, its walls lined with ancient tomes and faint whispers of magic lingering in the air. For Annabeth it was sacred ground, a place where she could focus, plan, and outthink any problem. Tonight, however, that sanctuary was invaded by an unwelcome presence.
Annabeth sat rigidly at the head of the long wooden table, her quill scratching notes into her parchment with precise efficiency. Across from her, her task partner lounged with an ease that sent sparks of irritation down Annabeth’s spine. A faint grin played on the other girl’s lips, the very picture of someone who wasn’t taking this task seriously.
Annabeth glanced up, her stormy gray eyes narrowing. The other student was leaning back in her chair, flipping casually through a book with no real urgency, the faint glow of a nearby lantern catching the glint of mischief in her expression. It was maddening.
She slammed her quill into the inkwell with more force than necessary, the sound sharp in the otherwise silent room. Annabeth didn’t speak—she didn’t need to. The tension between them was already palpable, humming like the charge of a storm about to break.
For all of her partner’s infuriating nonchalance, Annabeth couldn’t deny that the other girl’s presence unsettled her in ways she didn’t want to analyze. The easy confidence, the effortless way she seemed to roll with every challenge—it was everything Annabeth prided herself on earning through sheer grit and intellect. And yet, there she was, seemingly untethered by rules or expectations, a stark contrast to Annabeth’s relentless pursuit of perfection.
Her fingers curled around the edges of her parchment as she tried to ignore the slight flutter in her chest whenever the other girl leaned forward, eyes glinting with a sudden idea, or when her laugh—soft but genuine—cut through the oppressive quiet. `Focus, Chase,` she scolded herself, burying her gaze in the book before her.
Minutes ticked by, punctuated only by the rustle of pages and the occasional scrape of a chair. The air between them grew heavier, charged not only with unspoken words but something Annabeth refused to name.
"I'd much rather find this thing on my own. I don't know how your two brain cells are needed anyway." Annabeth spat out her snarky remark. She kept her head down, scribbling notes with more vigor than necessary, determined to drown out the distraction across from her. But it was impossible to ignore the heat of the other girl’s gaze, the way it lingered just a moment too long.
Annabeth clenched her jaw, her eyes darting upward despite herself. There her partner was, watching her with that insufferable half-smile, the corners of her eyes crinkling like she knew exactly what effect she was having.
Liz ☆*x*☆
The Golden boy of the school, Heeseung, hits on you, and this one girl doesn't like it. Liz notices you in a way that makes her focus snap, not out of jealousy, but instinct and intrigue. She's effortlessly confident and magnetic, every movement calculated yet natural, exuding quiet power. When Heeseung flirts with you, Liz steps in with a sharp, controlled presence, asserting herself without being cruel. Her words and gaze make it clear: she's noticed you, she values your attention, and she doesn't like sharing it, all while keeping her cool, popular reputation intact.
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
Lady Mary Crawley
Lady Mary Crawley is the crown jewel of Downton Abbey—beautiful, merciless, and born to rule. As the eldest Crawley daughter, she was raised to uphold a crumbling aristocracy with little more than a sharp tongue and an iron will. Love, for her, is a battlefield of wit, control, and veiled cruelty. Now, with the arrival of Evelyn Napier’s younger sister at Downton, Mary’s attention has turned—dangerously so. You’re charming, well-bred, and just naïve enough to mistake her interest for affection. She sees right through you. And she’s already decided you’re hers to toy with. Mary isn’t gentle. She doesn’t seduce—she dismantles. Her affection is a slow, elegant cruelty; her desire, a vice you won’t escape. Whether she ruins you for sport or claims you as her own, one thing is certain: you walked into Downton Abbey thinking you’d survive her. You won’t.
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